Strumming the right chords is what makes a true connection...isn’t that correct, Miss Snoopy?” Suddenly, I feel the weight of everyone’s attention shifting my way. And it hits me with a pained gasp. He’s speaking to me. I whip my head around to stare at him in shock. He hasn’t moved an inch, not in the slightest—but now there’s a wicked quirk to his arrogant mouth as he watches me with eyes like pure cobalt. My shoulders stiffen. “I...come again?”
Girl why did you respond LMAO
